This morning I was driving my youngest daughter to the bus stop; a bit under 2 miles away. About a 1/2 mile after I was supposed to turn, my daughter asks me why I was driving toward town. I hadn't even noticed until she said something and she hadn't noticed for 1/2 mile.

I don't even know where my brain was. So, then in my low brain function moment, I turned about in a church parking lot. I had two minutes to back track two miles to the bus stop.

Of course, she missed the bus, so I had to drive her to school. It would be a bit early, so I figured I needed to go to Starbucks on the way. If my brain function had been higher, I would not have turned around in the church parking lot, but would have just gone to the Starbucks I was headed for in town.

That was most likely the problem. I was physically going to the bus stop, but my brain was going to Starbucks. It always wins.